Текст (слова) песни: Brotha Lynch Hung - Hunta Killa

[lynch]

Its the hunta killa

Off of the 9 skrilla

Wit my nap sack fulla pilla

Nigga worst than the movie thrilla and realla

Cause this is real life (thats right)

I saw that nigga get his head tore off (by who? )

By the same nigga that took his wife

You know I come nutty stingin like syphillis

You can get your liver split

By your own bictch fuckin wit this

Stay drunk when I dip and aint shit

I got vast amounts

Your assll count em when Im shootin em down your bitchs mouth

(cause this the) hunta killa deal a lot

And fuckin em shit shoes (wit the what? )

Wit the nine and watchin the bloody nut come out everytime

And you know its mine

When I com through loomin

Wit the mk-1 and when they done they lookin like sushi (raw!)

Wit the oozie I get the shit done

You know its like velcro or polygrip

I stick to the shit that make you nut up wit your dome split

I want you to trip

And Ill be sittin right there wit the casket

(you know!) you was at the wrong place at the right time then you got blasted

(you hoe!) hunta killa in black mack-10 in the trunk with the slump

Ill hug you like mama

When I use it it gotta be because I be off that juicy shit

Not use to it Im addicted to the siccness

Might flip this nigga shit frequently

Them young gs they wanna speak to me

(but what) but they dont need to be

Ill have they hat quick

Wit no pactice

Put you in the trunk wit the slump stickin em like a cactus

And Im concentratin on stackin grip

I gots to hit you wit the slug

No love bitch ass nigga you know

Its hunta killa (thats realla)

Chorus: repeat 3xs

Put you in duct tape and leave you sinkin in the river

(hunta killa! killa!)

Put you in duct! put you in duct tape!

[kyel]

Spent most of my time on the grind

In the bucket wit a loaded tech nine

On the corner lookin out for the one time

And these niggas from the othaside tryin to take mine

Keep the heat on my waist line

Make bullets chase niggas and erase fake niggas

You can call me the grave digga

Money go-getta all about the skrilla

Cap pilla known for breakin in homes and gettin the goods

Cross the line of the mastermind mothafucka I wish you would

Got niggas in every hood and ready to go to war

Im gettin paid the way I should so what the fuck you hatin for

Waistin time thinkin bout mine you should be gettin yours

You den put yourself in some deep shit

Now you hittin the floor when I come through

Kickin down your door like a predator

Spittin lyrics in metaphors

All you rap cats thinkin you the shit

My games 10 years ahead of yours

And Im headed for the top

Lyrics dont never stop

So fuck whateva you talkin bout

Im takin over shit and Im settin up shop

Raisin niggas up out they spot

All you bustas gotta go

Now imma bust a bitch and let you know

We can tear and war wit these scary hoes

Wit a tech 9 to your dome

It aint shit for me to run up in your home

Wit the chrome take whateva the fuck I want then get gone

I was born to be a rida known as a balla shot calla

Leader of the pack

Aint neva been no followa

Aint neva been no busta

Dumpin on mothafuckas

Aint neva been no sucka spillin information to the undacova

I only fuck wit ridas and realas thug niggas drug dealas

All about the skrilla cemetary fillas

Its hunta killa (thats reala)

Chorus [3xs]

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Wit the oozie I get the shit done You know its like velcro or polygrip I stick to the shit that make you nut up wit your dome split I want you to trip And Ill be sittin right there wit the casket (you know!) you was at the wrong place at the right time then you got blasted (you hoe!) hunta killa in black mack-10 in the trunk with the slump Ill hug you like mama When I use it it gotta be because I be off that juicy shit Not use to it Im addicted to the siccness Might flip this nigga shit frequently Them young gs they wanna speak to me (but what) but they dont need to be Ill have they hat quick Wit no pactice Put you in the trunk wit the slump stickin em like a cactus And Im concentratin on stackin grip I gots to hit you wit the slug No love bitch ass nigga you know Its hunta killa (thats realla) Chorus: repeat 3xs Put you in duct tape and leave you sinkin in the river (hunta killa! killa!) Put you in duct! put you in duct tape! [kyel] Spent most of my time on the grind In the bucket wit a loaded tech nine On the corner lookin out for the one time And these niggas from the othaside tryin to take mine Keep the heat on my waist line Make bullets chase niggas and erase fake niggas You can call me the grave digga Money go-getta all about the skrilla Cap pilla known for breakin in homes and gettin the goods Cross the line of the mastermind mothafucka I wish you would Got niggas in every hood and ready to go to war Im gettin paid the way I should so what the fuck you hatin for Waistin time thinkin bout mine you should be gettin yours You den put yourself in some deep shit Now you hittin the floor when I come through Kickin down your door like a predator Spittin lyrics in metaphors All you rap cats thinkin you the shit My games 10 years ahead of yours And Im headed for the top Lyrics dont never stop So fuck whateva you talkin bout Im takin over shit and Im settin up shop Raisin niggas up out they spot All you bustas gotta go Now imma bust a bitch and let you know We can tear and war wit these scary hoes Wit a tech 9 to your dome It aint shit for me to run up in your home Wit the chrome take whateva the fuck I want then get gone I was born to be a rida known as a balla shot calla Leader of the pack Aint neva been no followa Aint neva been no busta Dumpin on mothafuckas Aint neva been no sucka spillin information to the undacova I only fuck wit ridas and realas thug niggas drug dealas All about the skrilla cemetary fillas Its hunta killa (thats reala) Chorus [3xs] Нравится песня? 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